A/N If you know it, I don't own it. All credit goes to J.K. Rowling for this magical world. 

Where she saw beauty, he saw fear. 

Olivia loved the moon. In a world full of judgmental people, it seemed that moon was the only thing in her life that didn't avoid her. Even her own parents wanted nothing to do with her. She spent almost every night, staring out at the moon. It wasn't uncommon for her mother to pass her door and hear her talking to the moon, as if it was an old friend. The moon was the only thing in this world that knew all of Olivia's secrets. When she talked to the moon, Olivia never felt alone.

Remus hated the moon. To him, it was a clock counting down to an inevitable pain. He feared what he saw when he looked up every night. The moon was just a constant reminder of monster that he was. It was a reminder of the normal life he would never have and the half life that he lived. The moon was the only thing in the world that knew his secret. When he saw the moon, Remus never felt more alone.